Very. I'm surprisingly shattered now, since all but about 2 miles of the walk involved either walking directly into the wind or with the wind trying to drive me sideways.

I don't like to feed other people's animals without their owners' permission, and Scruffy's owners were bent over at 45 degrees, labouring up the hill into the wind, plaintively calling his name to try to lure him away from me. Despite his small size, he was the only creature involved in the encounter who seemed entirely unaffected by the gale. :-D